I wrote this fic for my wonderful friend @saviorsong Who wrote me a wonderful Kurt fic. I really wanted to repay the favor. They did not ask for this but I am doing it anyway.
You had to get so said your friends. It wasn’t good for you
to stay in all the time. That is what leads you to being sat in a corner booth
with both your friends either making out with their boyfriends or playing about
on social media.
“(Y/n) You have finished your drink.”
You look down at your empty glass.
“I guess I will go get a new one.” You slide out the booth
and fix your outfit slightly before walking the best you could in the heals
your friends insisted on you wearing.
On reaching the bar you tried to push your way to the front
only to be told to wait your turn by drunken lads. So you do. Or you would if
the bar traffic actually moved once they got their drinks.
“Excuse me.” You tapped on rather large looking guy.
He turns around to look at you once before turning back and
“Need a little help there Cher??” A soft accented voice
comes from behind you.
You turn to see a tall man in a what could only be described
as a superhero get up.
“Actually yes. I’m trying to get a drink. But these bozos won’t
move.” You hold up your glass to show him it was empty.
“I’m sure I can help.” He takes you glass and gives you a
wink before pulling out a playing card. You were about to explain that it won’t
help doing card tricks. But the card in question seemed to start glowing pink.
He threw it in the air and BANG! It exploded. The patrons at the bar scattered
and the man held out a hand, which you took and led you to the bar.
“So, what can ol’ Remy get you tonight?”
“Well, I would like (Y/f/d).” You go to pull out the cash
for it but he stops you.
“Please let me.” He held up his hand and the bartender was straight
He ordered your drink and a whisky for himself.
“So, what is a beautiful Belle like yourself doing in a
joint like this?”
“Well, You see those ladies over there in that booth?”
“The ones ignoring the world. Oui.”
“Well they made me come out.”
“I’m glad they did. For you met me.”
“My someone is full of himself.”
“I will take that as a compliment.” He winks at you again.
You felt you skin heat up slightly. You sipped from your drink. “You never told
me your name Cher.”
“Oh, yeah I suppose I didn’t. My name is (Y/n).”
He takes your hand and bows. “Ma name is Remy Lebeau. A
pleasure to meet you.” He presses a kiss to your hand. “(Y/n)” He gave you a dazzling
smile. You definitely knew your cheeks were glowing red now.
“Such a charmer aren’t we.” You pulled you hand away to
clasp it around your glass.
“You knew me being Cajun, it’s how we are born.”
You smirk and he slips his whisky.
Time seemed to past way to fast for your liking after you
met Remy. Soon your friends where coming over and dragging you away. Not before
your gave him your number. (Your idea not his) He bid you good night and that
he will dream of the most beautiful belle he met that night.
Ta da!!!! Hope you liked it luv